Silly little boy.
Saturday, September 4, 2010
The Things I'm Afraid of Are Many.
Sleeping with my boots on sounds comical, but I'm doing it tonight because I'm afraid. If I just have my Doc Martens on my feet, then I can still run, and if I have my little torch, I can still see, and if I have my swiss army knife I can get through a locked door. Its is these small things that bring a tiny piece of healing salve to my fears.
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